Compared to how much human language and Cybertronian are different from other, they would never guess one day their human would come to them and use some keyboard device to talk to them. (Like how rocky talk to grace on the ship lol)
Human: *start typing* [ Greetings fellow bot. ]
Bots: !??!!! You can talk Cybertronian now?!
Human: *clicking sound* [ Yes, how are you today? ]
Bots: Fine…Great actually—, wow you really speak our language…this is incredible!
Human: [ device still in developing]
Human: [ want to know bot’s name ]
Bots: but aren’t you already know my name?
Human: [ in cybertronian not earth language ]
Bots: OH— okay it’s (…).
Human: *typing* [ -— -—? ]
Bots: YES! I’m so proud of you! Good human!
Human: [ proud happy thank you ]
Bots: *mutter* Primus…this is the best day of my life.
I’m sure this is a very common take, but I haven’t had any motivation to write fandom stuff lately, so I wanted to get this little bit down while I had the inspiration
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Being the human partner of a Cybertronian, any Cybertronian really, and turning this huge, hulking, intimidating bot into a giant mechanical cat with some gentle touches, some kisses, and sweet words. Standing on your bot’s shoulder, gently stroking a hand over their cheekplate, and listening to that earthshaking rumble of their engine as they purr. Your bot gently nudging you with their cheek or nose when you stop, silently insisting the continued touch and affectionate words. Your bot mass displacing and crawling into your bed, arranging pillows on your lap before laying their head down and promptly falling into a well deserved recharge. (Let’s pretend that they wouldn’t shatter the bed frame just by putting a little weight on it, lmao-) Your bot trying to teach you chirolinguistics, not realizing that you don’t have the same kinds of sensors in your palm as they do, leaving you incredibly confused. Your bot relishing in the tiny flickers of unabashed emotion they get from your very weak organic EM field. Singing softly to your bot, only for them to croon one of their favorite Cybertronian tunes right back, and the both of you giggling over just how vastly different your music is from each other’s. Your bot trying to teach you the Cybertronian language, and you trying to teach them about human art/literature/philosophy/etc. You and your bot being soft and cute and fluffy. Send tweet 🏃♀️💨
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I hope you don’t mind me tagging you, but you’re the one who motivated me to get back into writing!!! This lil drabble certainly isn’t my best work, but it’s the most I’ve done in awhile, haha @revelboo
Y/n: Male platypus has half-inch poisonous spurs located on the inner side of the back ankle. Scientists believe that males use these spurs to compete with rivals during the breeding season. A kick from one of these bad boys is potent enough to kill small animals and cause intense pain in humans...
Bulkhead: B-but it seems friend-shaped...
Y/n*Pats his helm and kisses it*Oh boy, you are not ready to know about otter's truth of male otters...
Y/n*Is in a giant birdcafe*The Egyptians believed, the most significant thing you could do in your life... was DIE
Megatron*Who Kidnapped you, and just stared at you with a raised "brow"*I think we got a defective human...
Shockwave & Soundwave:....
Y/n*Looks at Megatron*You look like a metal shark...I like sharks- OH, did you know Baby sharks eat their siblings inside the womb of their mommy shark!... Actually, humans that too tho only with twin cases if the twin dies inside the mother
Megatron & Soundwave*Both their shoulders raise up like a flinch*...
Shockwave: Humans are...more interesting than first thought. All that they stated seems to be true
--------------------------Still inside the Nemesis--------------------------
Y/n*Is on soundwaves desk, watching him work, your leg chained to the wall*You like elephants, don't you...
Soundwave:....
Y/n: Don't try to hide it, your pretty bird of death spilled the beans. Did you know Humans and Elephants are the only ones in the animal kingdom to have chins? Not even gorillas or chimpanzees have one...
Soundwave*Was enraged Lazerbeak seems to humoir you, but then his head tilted to imagine the cuteness of elephants and now you being similar*Statement: Fact seems to be...true
Y/n: Oh, also Elephant, so matter if they're adults ot babies...think humans are cute-...go on see videos on youtube!
Soundwave:...
-Five minutes later-
Starscream*Coming into Soundwave's workplace*Soundwave, The autobots are requesting-...
Soundwave, Lazerbeak, you, and even...some vehicons are on the youtube watching a compilation of cute animal videos
Y/n: Where putting cat videos next, wanna join us?...
imagine a gn bot reader, that isn't of being flirty, flamboyant, and a tease, they were practically the opposite?
kind of like Prowl, I suppose, but less. . . cop. And no tax net.
However, I need to see Decepticons practically drooling over an Autobot who has killed many with a cold look, and a pretty frame.
the Autobots are bewildered (some are into it)
✎"Indulge" GN Autobot Reader x (TFP) Decepticons
⦉Summary ❥ ⦊ You're hot and can and will kill them.
⦉Genre/theme 𖥔 ⦊ Mature but not explicit. Cons being thirsty over Powerhouse Autobot reader
⦉Warnings ✘➥ ⦊ Non con fantasies across the board (sans Star, BD, DW), violence, Cons being cons (evil), Medical/experimentation allusions in Shockwave’s
⦉Notes ✚ ⦊ Autobot Reader is a power house, Reader seems “detached” but does care about their allies a lot, uses of "Pretty", "Handsome" and "Beauty" about reader, Airachnid has thoughts about Arcee too in her fantasizing, Reader can be shockingly stealthy- they don’t know how you “pop out of seemingly nowhere” (Which is a bit funnier if you imagine yourself as a bigger bot like myself did lol)
⦉Pronouns ★ ⦊ You, you’re, yours
If Prime isn’t on the battlefield for any reason Megatron at least knows he’ll get a worthy fight if you're there. It's also tantamount to accepting failure on a mission if he allows you to operate freely on the battlefield unchecked. He knows only Soundwave or himself stands a proper chance of infringing on your objectives in a fight. Simultaneously irksome and exhilarating, the fact that you're such a capable warrior. A mech of few words that knows what they want. And that’s to snuff his spark. He's more than once attempt to play into your good graces- with words and promises. It was always futile. He'd offered to once give you anything you'd wanted if you joined The Decepticons. You'd asked "anything?" To which Megatron assured.
You'd then proceeded to ask him to die for you before rushing him yet again. He can't help but admire the pragmatism.
It reminds him of the arena- the pit. But more akin to his earlier years. When he was still finding his strive. Having to stay on guard, lest he be killed by one misjudgment on an attack aimed right for him. The brutality of your strikes. The way you come after him with the sole intention of killing him. It's not one he faces very often with Prime. No... you're a warrior through and through. You're ruthless. Especially so for an Autobot. But the ruthless core of your actions is simply a by product of your cold disposition. A detached indifference to the energon you spill, and the damage you deem necessary to inflict on another mech. Truly, a one mech army. A commendable opponent and one well deserving of his time.
Your looks are simply another discrepancy to your lethality. Most bots who are that up on their own up keep, tended to be vain. Not willing to risk serious damage to their frame (like Knock-out). But instead they simply sat as an accessory to your status as a fighter. He'd taken note of it the first time you'd fought- it had lead to his downfall when he'd made the very lethal mistake of underestimating you. Megatron has entertained the thought of his victory over you. Of beating you truly and claiming you utterly and thoroughly. Occasionally envisioning Prime there having to watch what he does to one of his mechs. Or even desecrating you as completely as possible. Breaking your modesty panel off of you, leaving his trace on every plate of yours, and discarding your battered and used frame for Prime to find.
There were certainly a prime number of choices- ones Megatron had zero qualms in indulging. And none he wouldn't hesitate to put into practice when he finally bests you.
Call Starscream every name In the book! He knows not to take chances with you around. And he doesn’t feel bad about being insulted over his rightful caution. Especially not when Decepticons that didn’t take the same cautions, were woefully unprepared for the damn force of nature you were on the battlefield. Most either being injured badly enough to know to never make the same mistake again. Or they certainly never would, because you’d deactivated them and didn’t allow them the second chance to begin with. He will retreat as quickly as possible considering whatever circumstances he finds himself in with you in proximity to him. No! He does not squeal when you show up out of seemingly nowhere- Knock-out! He's simply- surprised you are as well- covert as you were. That's all!
He'll fight you if he has to of course. (When turning his back on you was much more dangerous than facing you helm on.) He feels like he's been forced into a spar with Megatron! He's on his heels and doing his damnedest just to survive. You don't even dignify him with hello- or "stop right there con-!" No, nothing! He can't fluster you into giving him even a micro fraction of leeway. You still have that cold detached expression on your faceplate regardless of what he says. The only thing he has if you pin him, is utterly and completely groveling and begging. Pleading for mercy is the only thing that gives you slight hesitancy in just outright killing him. And it is groveling on a level that Starscream barely ever even employs with Megatron. His optics might be leaking coolant. Though you always leave him alive when he refuses to fight you back- you also always brutalize him. You without fail sever his connection to his own wings. A fate he's had to multiple times suffer the long repair of. (The fragging agony of-!). A servo full of times was more than enough for an entire function for Starscream!
And yes there is some rather telling... discrepancy between your looks and your lethality. But attractive faceplate and frame aside- any mech has the capability of being lethal. He's attempted to praise you for said looks to appease you (to no avail). And perhaps- perhaps mind you, Starscream occasionally... reflects in a more perverse manner. His thoughts tend to drift towards servitude. Not to you! No- no-! Of you to him. Of you seeing the error of your Autobot thinking and simply- pledging your loyalty to him. Swearing servitude to him. On your knees and servos willing to do anything to please him. Having a mech such as yourself to his beck and call, only concerned with anything you could do to satisfy his ideals, his plans, his needs. To have such a powerful bot readily following his every command. It is quite the... thrilling fantasy to indulge in.
It's not something Starscream ever entertains seriously- only on very lonely charge heavy nights. Because surly there was no chance you'd never have an epiphany of such a drastic sort. But there's no harm in a mech having ideals... now is there?
He sees you sometimes before he even hears you. Which is a fact in it of itself to how dangerous you were. Soundwave didn't know how you did it. You were just as cybertronian as the rest of them. Yet it was hard to hear your mass- even the ever light sound of your plating shifting. Even after this long at war he still has trouble pin pointing your exact location, before you deliberately make yourself known. Full sneak attacks are only something he ever has to worry about because of your existence. The reason he'll stay on his pedes outside of The Nemesis when you could be anywhere. There aren't many who can match him on the field. There were even less who could actively make Soundwave work as physically hard as you do.
There's a bit of a thrill to it all, having a competent opponent. It is a minuscule amount of enjoyment mind you. The only reason he leaves The Nemesis is when he has a mission. Mission that you have no problem or hesitancy in blocking or even destroying his progress on. You are the biggest problem above Optimus Prime himself. Simply because Optimus Prime will focus on Megatron if he has to choose between him or Soundwave. While you will make the effort to fight both of them simultaneously to keep either one of them from leaving your focus. It's the closest he's come to seeing you fighting up hill. But you still never allow either of them to inflict lethal damage onto you. A small part of himself has vowed to beat you. He does note he has the least amount of audio recordings of your vocalizor saved out of any of the Autobots. Even less than your medic. He doesn’t know why that very fact irks him.
The fact that you're a rather attractive bot hasn't been one he's paid too much attention to. For the first couple of decades you've been an enemy to The Decepticons anyway. The longer you proven yourself a problem- the longer you prove yourself a major player in the war; the more noticeable the fact becomes. At this stage of the war on earth, Soundwave has more than once (on his down time and privacy), envisioned a proper victory over you. Since it's fantasy and no more he let's himself indulge on not immediately killing you. Instead holding you down with his servos and body weight, before using his prehensile cables to explore over your frame. Explore your array too. Making a point to use the recordings of your own allies voices to splice some choice mockery; Over the state you've become.
Fantasy is fantasy. Soundwave knows and he knows he wouldn't hesitate to properly take care of you if he ever had the opportunity to deactivate you... surely he would.
There's bots she knows she should be wary of and bots Airachnid knows she needs to be very prepared for if she's going to cross them. You fit slotted perfectly in the latter category. You were merciless, unforgiving, and determined... A mech after her own spark. Troublesome that you were cross faction from one another. She finds she'd more than likely enjoy your interactions if you'd both bore the same badge- at a point in time anyway. What with her solo work. But wistful and rather pointless daydreaming aside- she has a strut to pick with you. As do you her, though you seem to treat any enemy with the exact level of violence you deem necessary. Oh, it is a marvel to watch you work through mechs. Less so being the one on the receiving end of your icy glare. But she was a hard bot to pin down.
She rather finds herself growing frustrated when you utterly and truly do not seem too emotional invested in much of anything. Though the ferocity in which you attack shows anything but. Which in turn only annoys her further, the longer she begins to even consider the very notion that you'd find her not worth your emotions. But you care. Oh, you care. About your team mates. She's seen the look in your optics when you'd last rescued Arcee right before Airachnid could sink her claws into her spark chamber. Your expression much the same as always, but the look in your optics was ferocious. Like a beast more than a mech staring her down and daring her to run so you can give chase. She finds herself having to make solutions on the very spot lest she actually be captured and slaughtered for sport. It's a touch exhilarating- a pain absolutely. But the rush she gets when she realizes she'd gotten away from you. Oh, it is delicious.
She's used to being the hunter, not the hunted. Oh, but you? You're no prey. You're a predator. She might even say apex if she was feeling so generous. Something she laments when you've clearly got such a lovely "coat". The things she could do to you. The things she would do to you given the proper chance. She'd play with you. And she would thoroughly enjoy her time pulling you apart plate- by plate. How you'd squirm. How you'd gasp. How you'd groan. How you'd beg. She would indulge but she wouldn't kill you however. No, you were a prize fair enough and a tribulation great enough- she'd keep you. As her personal pet. You should feel honored, truly. A title in her vorns of function she's only ever entertained bestowing Arcee. She'd keep both of you as her lap cyberhounds if she was ever given the opportunity to do so. Airachnid has-… practice breaking new projects in. She would just positively adore breaking her two personal pet projects in.
Details- and options. So so many options on how she could play with you if you did end up in her claws. Till then she can make note of her ideals as a diligent reminder.
Knock Out utterly despises you. Yes, dangerous, a menace in a fight. With a cold calculated nature that’s much more in tune with a hardened Con than any soft sparked Autobot. (And soft sparked you were anything but.) And most of all Knock out cannot forgive the outrageous fact that you look that good while doing all of it. Knock out likes to play with his food but you tend not to dally in any way. Strikes and coming after them (himself included) as soon as you’d gotten the opportunity to make yourself a problem for them. Cold and to the point, no affection for talking or some good fashioned banter. Gaze sharp and not even dignifying any of them with a proper emotional reaction. As if Knock out wasn’t worth the effort to give him anything other than that cold calculated gaze of yours.
It infuriated Knock out more than he’d let anyone know.
But petty spite and hang ups aside Knock out was still a medic. One of the best The Decepticons had to offer, clearly. And certainly no slouch in a fight or with his energon prod. But a medic none the less. He was far from a push over in a fight. But Knock out wasn’t delusional enough to think he’d be able to take you down with anything other than luck and a very good shot. He’s seen you get into it with Megatron himself. Megatron actually gets excited when he sees you in a fight. That is an automatic "No thank you" from him. So he delegates himself to not sticking around when and if you make yourself known in a fight. Because you weren’t worth the helm ache and the utterly egregious amount of damage you can and will deliver upon him given the opportunity.
Though Knock out was an opportunist. And even he couldn't deny exactly how fetching your frame and chassis were, aesthetically anyway. He's not exactly shy in his admiring. You don't exactly seem to mind, and if you did you haven't made a point to say anything about it. (Or increase the already present brutality in your actions.) He does fantasize about getting a hold of you. Maybe after Megatron got a lucky shot. Or some other extremity that allowed your capture. Regardless, you end up in Knock out’s grasp either way. And he would thoroughly take his up most care in positively ruining your paint job. Both in salacious ways and also maybe in more sadistic methods of indulgence. Finishing his work off with carving "Knock out was here" with a claw either on your inner thigh or directly above your modesty panel.
Knock-out positively adored breaking things up and taking them apart. Even more so when he breaks something pretty and handsome all at the same time. How invigorating it is to watch premium bots fall oh so very low...
It’s the drum of the fight that keeps Breakdown going when the energon starts spilling like a broken undercarriage, more often than not. He keeps going, he keeps fighting, he survives. And he counts his deeds and his damages after every fight. To keep himself ready for the inevitable next. But all the prep in the sparkdamn world, still wouldn’t make him feel like he’s ever actually ready to go pede to pede with you on the battlefield. But slag rarely ever cared if you actually were ready or not to fight for your fragging survival in war. So Breakdown grits his denta and does his damnedest to not get turned into scrap, when you decide to clash with him. Breakdown wasn’t a rookie, he was a wrecker for frags sake. He's been a front liner long after that. So he knew a thing or two about fighting and his way around a war zone.
And despite that all Breakdown still feels like he’s treading water to stay functional whenever your cold optics lock onto him. Your demeanor compared to your frame might be jarring to some- well, he knows better. Especially when he’s worked with Knock out for however many vorns and seen how sadistic the medic can be when he wants to. That an attractive frame didn’t mean slag about the bot actually strutting around in it- Airachnid is another example of the same fragging thing. Sure, it’s a bit of a trip up seeing how good you can look practically slathered in energon. And your weapon still brandished promising to add to the amount you were already drenched in. But Breakdown isn’t dumb enough to let it distract him when those optics of yours are trained right on him.
In terms of fantasy- okay maybe maybe Breakdown lets himself indulge in a little bit of his imagination when he actually has the time to treat himself. How that frame of yours might look even better underneath his own. Him actually managing to break that cold expression always on your faceplate with how he uses you. He thinks you'd look sweet with that cold look fragged out of you. Or maybe your weapon underneath his own chin. And you ordering him on his knees in the middle of a battlefield with only the two of you left on it. But again Breakdown isn’t fragging stupid enough to let them be anything other than late night fantasies. You’ll just be his... dirty little self service secret. It's also why he keeps his mouth shut when he hears Knock out growl "Oh, the things I would do to them-!" Under his vents after a class with you.
Breakdown can deal with his attraction to Airachnid or any other con just fine. But… you were the sinfully sweet thing caught underneath his armor he didn't have a problem keeping hidden (for himself only anyway.)
There are many opponents Dreadwing has heard the tale of through the Decepticon ranks. The Prime himself the most exalted and hated- scorned. For what he is. For what he represents. For what he is not. But you? You were spoken of with fear. Tales from bots seemingly haunted by the mere encounter. Tales from those bragging about having simply survived crossing paths with you. The ones most taken by fear would speak quickly and in a panic, hushed words. As if you were some fictional pit spawn. (And not a real tangible enemy, any of them may face.) As if somehow you would hear the words your enemies spoke of you. As if you would hear the hearsay spoke within the ranks from wherever you presently were; and hunt them down yourself for the mere transgression of slander. He always scoffed at the notion- tales were tales for a reason. They were built on speculation and emotion- and in this case gossip.
Though be that as it may, Dreadwing would have done well to heed the many warnings told to him time and time again. He may have been at least a fraction more prepared. When he had learned that monsters from tales are typically inspired by the horrors of reality. You'd almost killed him- he was woefully unprepared and had even underestimated you; when he had seen with his own optics that you were a real mech. Not a ounce of pity or even scorn on your faceplate when your were halfway through ripping his spark out. Covered in his and other troops energon. He was only saved when your attention was driven elsewhere- when Megatron had gotten a hold of your ally. You abandoned him immediately to rescue them. Dreadwing learned well enough never to allow his guard to drop around you, lest he be killed on the spot. A frightful opponent and one well deserving of the tales spun of them.
Your... appearance he will admit rather shamefully was a part of the reason he had underestimated you as much as he had. Yes, you were clearly capable- with the energon you had spilled and the weapon you brandished unflinching at him. But there was a particular... credence to a way warriors had a tendency to look. A mold you did not entirely fit- a bot he would believe he would have seen on an advertisement when Cybertron was still populated and functional to a degree. Maybe a film. Not one he would be actively struggling not to perish to. With a faceplate that is something even he would- in the privacy of his thoughts- admit to finding... attractive. The ferocity and danger of your being only seemed to accentuate your beauty. A plague on his thoughts off the battlefield. And on it when he has a particularly close encounter with you. He does not indulge too much- (you were a filthy Autobot after all!) But even Dreadwing can't help his thoughts wandering when he self services to take the edge off. Your derma, the shape of your frame, that sharp cutting gaze of yours. Your very being a bewitching, perilous, and handsome call.
The very fatal attraction that Dreadwing simply cannot seem to shake in his more heated lunar cycles of privacy. It threatens to haunt him and cause his own demise.
There are a multitude of bots who need to be kept on high surveillance on the battlefield and off the battlefield. Powerful figures who can turn the tides of battle, and who are to be treated with caution. Mechs who are of high interest and high resource deficit to handle. Optimus Prime was the second Autobot on Shockwave's priority list. The first Autobot on his priority list would be you. You were a stalwart in the Autobot faction and had been for the entirety of your enlisting. Cunning, efficient, and hazardous to any Decepticon you deemed your opponent. A helmache to him when you would turn your attention onto him. Or his projects, if Shockwave happened to be your objective. A mech he will not hesitate to shoot first if he registers you in his peripheral. His chances of survival drastically decrease if he would entertain anything less.
Your pragmatism is something that- bothers his allies to a... substantial degree. In Shockwave’s case he recognizes the mutual comprehension, you seem to wordlessly share with one another. Even as enemies. You are going to strive to kill him. He is going to fight while simultaneously attempting to do the same to you. There is nothing less or more to bother with. Unless you are aiming to destroy his progress or projects. In which case he will need to be twice as proactive to prevent total destruction of his works. Something you have... no grievances in partaking in. The efficiency in which you are capable of operating that particular endeavor leaves Shockwave a touch... irritated. He can't recall any other bot who's made him squeeze his own fist harsh enough he’s popped a digit joint lose.
Neither can he recall himself even- entertaining more then necessary procedures. He's well aware it would be a waste of time. He would kill you first and foremost if he had the opportunity. However, rather perplexingly, Shockwave finds himself becoming- fixated. On particular opportunities he could partake in if Lord Megatron left you as his responsibility after you'd been subdued. Perhaps Shockwave would be- given the order by Lord Megatron to... Indulge. Something Shockwave has found Lord Megatron had a frequency of doing- employing acts for seemingly nothing more than… his own sadism. The possibility was quite high considering Lord Megatron’s pension for such decisions. Logically Shockwave had taken it on himself to then find what would account as “Indulgence” under such a hypothetical order. Opening you up and mapping out your internals would be a possible conclusion. To find out the logistics of what made you such a competent soldier. What he could not see on the surface with only his base optical output. What made you, you.
What made you whole.
… Shockwave believes he may be able to fulfill such an order to Indulge when he imagines your faceplate overwhelmed and your optics brightened. Responding to his touch and his experimental- maintenance.
cw(s): yandere themes, descriptive death of a carrier [parent] (Prelude), non-descriptive torture of reader (Shockwave), thoughts of how to harm reader (Shockwave)
“ Prelude ”
A carrier reaching the pinnacle of their existence, so bittersweet to exist in a paradoxical moment: their sparkling's life for their death. If only it happened on Cybertron surrounded by fellow bots. Ah, what a beauty it was before it descended to calamity. That's beside the point. How low levels of energon have affected all of their processes, to the point of incoherent mumbles.
A foreign world filled with fleshy primitives that know nothing of their kind. Their sparkling may be resigned to the Allspark so soon after them. Surely, this war doomed them since its inception, but staying neutral truly sealed their fate.
It was more likely an illusion of misplaced hope as their spark died out than reality. Still, one of the tiny, seemingly barbaric, howmans clambers into their frigid embrace and worryingly coos. Their last moment is observing their sparkling being taken into the creature's servos—an understanding created beyond species, time, space, and the questions of creation―they'll be cared for, organic or not.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅑🅐🅨 🅑🅤🅜🅑🅛🅔🅑🅔🅔
Bumblebee has always been a protector of humans. His role has not only been scout, but also guardian to the tiny creatures he has become quite fond of. Stumbling upon you was an instant connection, a new task, and lasting guardianship over not just you but also the Cybertronian life you were cradling in your arms.
When his audials had dialed in to Decepticon talk of a stray, sparked bot being shot down by Starscream, he believed he had misheard. He was hesitant to report it. It sounded like another trap they would be unfortunate enough to stumble into. Still, the chance that there was a carrier alive, or perhaps even a sparkling, was a rarity too great to ignore.
It would've been the worst decision his processors ever made if he had ignored it.
"How disgraceful of those walking hunks of scraps," was the only thing he could think as he offered you a lift. You seemed hesitant at first, but when you realized the Decepticons seemed eager to kill you and had already stripped the dead alien of all its contents, you quickly agreed. Looking back on it, death may have been a far less complicated fate.
Your first meeting went less than well. Most likely because he was unable to calm himself down. His comrades provided cover as he brought you two someplace with a semblance of safety. His exhausts were fuming, and no amount of fan power could stop him from a potential overheating.
He knew the Decepticons were low, but to kill off a carrier? A sparked bot―an occurrence so rare in the war he never thought he'd have laid his optics on a bitlet again.
If his fellow Autobots thought he was tutelar before, this was a new level. Yes, bots are naturally territorial over new life, especially in a situation such as this, but his insistence on staying with you is obsessive. He's acting as if he's your conjunx, a human he hardly knows the status of.
His battle mask prematurely slides on whenever something that could be a threat nears you or your sparkling. This includes other Autobots that have a tendency towards roughness or recklessness. Accidents happen. He won't allow that. He's quick to place you somewhere out of danger, always placing your lives over his. Primus, he'd sacrifice all his plating if it kept the pair of you safe.
He gets anxious whenever you go somewhere he is unable to follow you. Whether that be because he has to blend in or it's simply not his place to join you. His engine revs while in his alt mode, radio clicking on and off habitually, despite the fact that he's supposed to be parked (and off). As soon as you return, he's bombarding you with questions. He can't say that he isn't the least bit jealous that the sparkling gets to go everywhere with you, even when he can't.
He prefers to have you sleep in his alt mode. He understands it isn't the most conventional, but humor him. Until you find a place to reside that accommodates his size, he'd prefer if you resided within him while resting. If danger appears, he can easily remove you from the situation. He can monitor the bio stats of the sparkling and help you if they begin having a fit.
Small side note. The government would do well to swiftly find an abode that accommodates him, as well as the other Autobots. While they may not be as devoted as Bee to you, they are a family. A family of potentially homicidal robots that, while intending to preserve humanity, can be hypocritical to that moral point and, at the end of the day, are fettered to their baser instincts (protect the carrier and the sparkling at all costs). It takes a village, as the humans say.
Bumblebee's a wonderful sire to the bitlet. He needs guidance from Ratchet and the others on how to properly care for them, but the intention is definitely there. He always has time for them. He's also a little more than careful. Anytime it seems that they've been injured or are in a bad mood, it sends a shock to his spark, causing it to ache. His plating will elongate for a moment, like how startled animals raise their fur/feathers, but after determining it is only something minor, he returns to a more relaxed state.
The Bear or Bumblebee? Bumblebee. Always Bumblebee. It also helps that a bear couldn't stand a chance against Bumblebee. He asked me to put that fact in here.
He's an overbearing but kind-sparked yandere. He may not be the most educated or wise, but determination sets him apart from the rest... and the fact that he has a non-functioning vocal modulator.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅑🅐🅨 🅞🅟🅣🅘🅜🅤🅢 🅟🅡🅘🅜🅔
An ache deep within his processor forms when he first gets a good look at you and the sparkling. It's as if the Allspark has decided to burn a mission into his spark: protect the human and the sparkling at all costs. It's a blessing, quite honestly. One he was fortunate enough to stumble upon after taking his team to track a crashed pod.
He is intimidating; he understands but attempts to be calming as he explains your situation. You have to ally with them because not only will the Decepticons be after the sparkling you are caring for, but also your government will stop at nothing to hunt you down. It's so cruel that both of you were dealt a fate such as this.
He can't help but despise his own feelings on the subject. It's clouding his judgment. The humans have hurt his kind so much, yet he continues to protect them. Now this goes further than protection. This encroaches on bonding territory.
You always have an Autobot at your side. They are your shadow(s). It's mandatory―second nature to you now. You're never alone, which is reassuring. They also would lay down their lives for you, which is an honor if not a bit overwhelming.
Optimus always insists on you recharging nearest to him. It allows him to relax the least bit. After you and the sparkling have fallen asleep, he can't help but begin to fantasize about what life could be like in the future. He's lived for so long and allowed himself so little. Now he has the ability to take on the role of not only conjunx endura but also sire.
Somehow you haven't figured out what those words mean. It's surprising considering how much his soldiers tease him about you. He could shut it down at any time, but there's something about it that he likes. They all know you should be bonded to him. None of them will try to cross the boundary from ally to something more.
The only time he grows agitated is if they speak in your native tongue about you and him in front of you, for obvious reasons.
If someone threatens either of you? You know how much of a beast Bayverse Prime is. His middle name should be throws servos. Yes, he will attempt to get the opposition to change their opinion before they do something really stupid, but he hopes they will. He wants to hurt them for their foolishness. He also wants to impress you. He needs to show you that he is a worthy sire.
At the end of the day, sure, you're being gang-stalked by militaries globally, but you don't have to pay for gas ever again, or taxes now that you think about it. You also get a free Prime as a bonus.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅖➊ 🅢🅞🅤🅝🅓🅦🅐🅥🅔
A sparkling cassette—in these conditions?
The Elite Trine found you being transported by a group of Autobots back to their base. Starscream executed an attack, bringing you (reluctantly) and the sparkling back with the divine proclamation that since he found a sparkling, he is now the new leader of the Decepticons. Megatron knocked Starscream on his aft, threatening to offline him before instructing Soundwave to take care of the two of you. He has orders to not allow any harm to befall either of you and a secondary set of instructions to not allow Starscream within the vicinity.
It struck him that you had a bond with the sparkling already. He didn't know humans were able to create mental pathways with Cybertronians. The young cassette hangs onto your every word, refusing to detach from you. It even recharges in a human-sized version of a cassette recorder that has been fitted with energizing capabilities.
It's as if he's been ordered to―to―he doesn't know. There's nothing that compares.
Your inner circle just got filled by your new child, Soundwave, and his cassettes (children).
His scanners never leave you. Even if he can't have his optics on either of you, he'll still be able to sense you. Mental coercion is normal in your relationship. He makes sure you reciprocate and do as you must, worrying little of your free will. He's superior. He doesn't need to "explain the method to his madness," as the Autobot human Spike once said.
His plating tenses up when someone else is around you who doesn't fit into his immediate circle. If someone lays a servo on you, they'll lose it. If someone endangers his cassette, oh, death will be swift for them. He doesn't consider himself a sadist, but he has a few choice things he'd like to enact on anyone who commits such an injustice. Megatron is exempt from this, but that doesn't stop Soundwave's E.M. field from being extra potent until the issue is resolved.
Soundwave's cassettes are on their extra tippy-top bestest behavior around you (aka Rumble and Frenzy don't do too much stupid shit while around you or the sparkling). They're amazed about how squishy you are. The sparkling can still cling to you just like a carrier!? Woah, they've never had another caretaker before, only Soundwave. They get double the attention and double the love. At least that's how they see it.
Your sparkling is now their sibling and will be until the day they spark out.
Arguments are more common between them now. They need you, and they want to play with their sibling but can't because they usually need to do work.
Some of his cassettes aren't allowed to eject around you, period. Soundwave sees them as either too violent or careless, like Buzzsaw and Ratbat.
Sometimes Soundwave plays recordings of your interactions with the sparkling when he can't recharge. He gets restless easily unless you're near him. He insists that you sleep in his chassis with your sparkling and his other cassettes. It's the only way he'll be able to rest soundly.
If the sparkling causes a ruckus at night, then he'll play Cybertronian lullabies, believing both you and him being at full charge to be of the utmost importance.
" Objective: protect organic and sparkling. Unintended side effect: sparkmate and offspring. "
🅨🅐🅝. 🅣🅕🅟 🅡🅐🅣🅒🅗🅔🅣
Oh, by the Allspark. This must be some cruel joke by Unicron.
A human caring for a sparkling? A sparkling―something he hasn't seen in eons. It has been left in the incapable hands of one of your kind?
Naturally, the weight of the responsibility falls onto him, as it always seems to. As the medic, he must teach you how to properly care for the young life. No easy feat considering energon isn't exactly in high supply around here, and soon the sparkling will be heavier than you are able to carry.
This presents multiple problems, including the fact that the sparkling is bonded to you and will throw a raucous fit if separated. Not only that, but nearly all sparklings cling onto their carrier for dear life. You are all it knows to be. It could accidentally crush you if you're careless! Cybertronians are clumsy when they're young. So uncoordinated. If all that isn't bad enough, he needs to find a way to boost your internal EM field. The sparkling needs it to feel safe; it aids in healthy development.
All these problems on top of the other ones! There are already too many humans.
"You're just another annoyance," he tells himself.
Watching you attempt to care for such a vulnerable life makes his spark clench. It causes feelings to surface that he long thought died out during the horrors of war.
Disgusting thoughts invade his higher processors from his baser circuitry. What if he was more than just the medic aiding you? What if he actually sired the bitlet? He could grow to have a place in his spark for you. He could finally stop being alone, and perhaps the loss of their planet wouldn't weigh so heavily on him.
Ugh, he sounds like a sparklite who just learned about bonding.
This doesn't stop him from becoming more snippy around the other humans. He shoos them away, possessively taking up your space. He even dislikes the others interacting with you.
He has never exactly enjoyed conversation, but he never thought that would extend to others. He despises when Bulkhead makes you laugh or Arcee helps you with his sparkling. Don't even get him started on Smokescreen. He'd like to commit a little medical malpractice on that mech just so he could―argh.
These thoughts are wrong. He is aware. He just can't stop. He refuses to be vulnerable enough with you, so he talks with Optimus. He leaves out the less conventionally allowed bits, just speaking about his growing connection with you.
Optimus tells him to leave it. It is inappropriate. For some reason that makes him angry. He dismissively responds to the Prime and goes back to aimlessly scrolling through datapads, doing his best to scrub you from his data banks. He has everything about you internally backed up in so many places so many times over that it's nearly an impossible task.
He feels like he wants to rip his spark out and throw it somewhere to never be found. He can't leave you be. He won't. And by all the power in him, no one is taking you away from him. He won't—can't lose anything else. It'll shatter his spark if he does.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅣🅕🅟 🅢🅗🅞🅒🅚🅦🅐🅥🅔
It's illogical to have a human look after a sparkling. However, it does bring up scientific questions that Shockwave believes should be answered. Megatron does not deem the human fit, but the sparkling has already imprinted upon them. Their assigned duty is to formulate a way to unbond the two. The goal is to kill you off and have Megatron raise the sparkling to be a future successor.
Starscream isn't enthused with the plan, not that Shockwave can bring themself to feel anything about it. They just don't want to waste precious time and resources on negating the other second in command's interruptive antics.
This process has had an unintended side effect. They do not want you eliminated. You are a test subject that he now deems valuable. You have managed to get one of their own to deem you as their carrier. That is a feat, indeed. It is a case unrecorded in the Cybertronian history that he has managed to get his servos on.
He could even go as far as to say that you amuse him.
That does little to keep you from the harshest of Shockwave's projects. As long as you are functioning on some level, you are good as far as they are concerned. Driving you to the brink of insanity is merely a side effect. One that intrigues him.
How will the sparkling react to your declining health? How does it respond to your pain and fluctuation of emotions?
How long are you able to be separated from the sparkling? What will the sparkling do in order to reunite with you?
Would your passing, real or staged, cause the sparkling to spark out? As much as they want the answer to this question, it's far too risky and off task from his original order.
He keeps you two close to him at all times. It's in order to observe you and formulate the best plan to separate you from the sparkling. That isn't exactly the entire truth. They've become enamored with their favorite test subject. Keeping you near him allows his processors to function without problems. When you are away from them, they can't help but divert a small amount of power to think about you.
It's vexing.
He, for lack of better Earth words, cares for you after the worst of his experiments. If they let you spark out, well, die since you are a human; he won't be able to ensure the sparkling's health. The sparkling also suffers when you suffer. So if you die and the sparkling's pain mimics that, they will have failed. It's actually quite interesting. He's never considered himself a sadist, merely a scientist, but your pain is fascinating. That is not the point.
He keeps you around far longer than necessary for his own gains, not Megatron's.
Could i request some general headcannons about various mechs (tfp) with a way taller reader? 🙏
Just like how they feel about it or if they allow you to pick them up etc (maybe even about having a sparkling thats also taller than them 💀)
Choice of who is all yours as long as soundwave is included
♡ [TFP] CONS WITH A TALLER S/O & sparkling!!!
i love this ask and thought it was kinda cute and funny... anon, i love you for this mwah. my first time answering an ask yay
warnings: mildly suggestive
including: Megatron, Soundwave, Starscream, Shockwave and Knockout
Megatron:
— He's not sure what to feel about it. At all. On one hand, he absolutely despises having to crane his helm up to see you. The warlord wasn't used to it in the slightest at the start and it took a long time to get accustomed to it. After all, he's usually the biggest mech in the room.
— But at the same time, he believes he deserves the best. A bot who can match up with him when it comes to strength and dominance, he finds it more thrilling that way. So he isn't exactly upset about it.
— Just because you're his s/o doesn't mean he'll be soft on you in public! It's hysterical to watch him bark out orders as he's tilting his helm up to meet your gaze. And don't you dare hunch your backstruts down to make it easier for him! He will visibly scowl. It's like you're insulting him for being short when you're just too damn big!
— Pick him up? Don't be ridiculous! He will never let anyone pick him up. Even if you were Primus himself. The only time Megatron willingly lets himself get carried away by you is if he's that injured. Even then, the best you can do is support him as he limps.
— But him, carrying you? Oh ho ho ho. He has the exact opposite feeling about it. Megatron loves it. It's like he gets to show off just how strong he is and he is insanely strong. He loves having you full on bridal style in his servos with a look of disapproval as he's got a cocky smile flashing right at you.
— If you try to surprise him, his battle instinct will flare and he will absolutely one hundred percent accidentally hit you smack across your helm and send you flying half way through The Nemesis. Megatron would be baffled you even attempted such a thing and might even feel a little bad about it.
— A bit NSFW but Megatron will love the idea of dominating a bot bigger than him, the ego rush he gets is gratifying. Also will fold like a lawn chair if you try seducing him.
— Now if there is a sparkling involved and said sparkling is bigger than him? Again, very, very mixed feelings. It was like yesterday his little starlight was just up to his hipstruts, begging to be carried up with wide optics and now he has to look up at them? Megatron is going to look at them and just zone out sometimes, how much have they grown… How quickly has time passed? But they're still not fully matured yet, so they're still his ‘little’ starlight… but they're not little anymore and it physically hurts his spark when he thinks of it.
— However, he is really happy to know that his child is intimidating and scares others. It makes him feel proud. It's like living up to Megatron's name. But because of that, he might have some skewed expectations of his sparkling. He's like a strict father in every sense of the word and he's got targets he would want them to meet.
— Imagine his amusement when his overgrown Cybertronian equivalent of a twelve year old frightens the wits out of Starscream. Proud fatherly tears, if he could shed any.
Soundwave:
— Soundwave has absolutely no issues with it in the slightest. If anything, he actually likes it. More area for his data cables to wrap around you.
— He also doesn't really mind being picked up by you. Like he won’t say he hates it or likes it, he's indifferent about it mostly. But he absolutely hates it when you pick him up unwarranted. He does see it coming but he doesn't have any way to avoid the inevitable. If you do it in front of others, expect a ‘no-interaction-with-you-for-sometime’ treatment.
— Soundwave quietly enjoys being carried back-pack style. He's got a lot more visual feed now and it doesn't get tiresome for him to hold on since his datacables play their part in helping him out with his grip. Again, he won't admit it outright and you will struggle trying to get any admissions from him.
— This mech actually likes it when you hunch down for him so that he can communicate with you better. He knows you're just being considerate so he doesn't hate it. You have no ill intentions. And he can tell when you're trying to mock him so it's really not a huge deal for the guy.
— I think Soundwave would try to lift you up with his datacables at least once to try and return your treatment and it ends up with the two of you as a tangled mess of limbs and data cables. Never again.
— This also means Lazerbeak has a nice spot to perch on, your paldron. He's going to be sitting there like those pirates and their parrots, like a crow on a lamp post.
— A bit NSFW but like I said earlier, he gets a lot more area to wrap his datacables with. More… opportunities.
— Again, he has absolutely no quarrels with his sparkling being bigger than him. I think Soundwave would be a girl dad. Like it doesn't matter how much bigger or stronger or smarter they are; they will ALWAYS be his baby. His brightest star. Of course, Soundwave wouldn't outwardly baby or pamper his sparkling but the thought is always in his helm no matter what size they are. So even if there's a minor injury involved, he's going to sit you down and patch them up like he used to when they were tiny. Soundwave is more of an action type of mech.
— Totally expects his sparkling to hunch down so that he can give them helm-pats. Soundwave strikes me as someone who would definitely give headpats as a sign of approval, affection and as a sign that he's proud of his literal child. Soundwave will just stand there and expect his sparkling to do so.
— Lazerbeak will sit on the sparkling's helm as they walk around. Sort of like a monitor.
— He's actually a really good dad. Even if he usually always busy he still makes time for his kid.
Starscream:
— The bombastic Starscream, where do I even start? He used to be very intimidated by you. Extremely. You're hovering over him like you're some sort of all seeing eye. It used to creep him out.
— Even after all your time being together, it will still unnerve him sometimes when you just stand behind him and look down at him but it's also kind of… hot.
— He will hiss like a cat if you try to pick him up. And if you try to pick him up by surprise, he's going to let out his embarrassingly high pitched squeal and then proceed to grumble while you make fun of him.
— But the thing is, Starscream actually likes being picked up unlike Megatron who genuinely despises it with all his spark. It's just Starscream's pride not allowing him to admit it, telling him to resist the allure of your warm servos and comforting EM field. If you are going to pick him up, make sure it's a bridal style. He's less grumpy about it that way.
— He doesn't even attempt to lift you up.
— One thing he does like is the privilege one gets when they have an intimidatingly tall s/o. Oh, you're trying to beat him up? He's running immediately to you. You give him scary dog privilege in a way and Starscream isn't ashamed about using it. He'll nervously laugh as he stands behind you as if you're a shield.
— A bit NSFW, just like Megatron, Starscream too finds it appealing to dominate a bot bigger than himself. But it also makes his submission feel oddly thrilling.
— If there's a sparkling involved, Starscream is going to be utterly disappointed when they turn out to grow bigger than him before they fully mature. His wings droop and everything. He remembers back then when he'd have this baby plane flying right next to him back when he used to take them for regular flight practice… and how they'd marvel at his flight stunts. If his sparkling gets cocky with him, Starscream will not hesitate to hit them with the: “just because you're bigger doesn't mean you can talk back to me like that!” while they blow a raspberry at him. Starscream knows it'll get to their helm and he hasn't the faintest idea on how to discipline them.
— But a part of him is relieved. An intimidation factor means that bots are less inclined to pick a fight with them and height plays a crucial role in that so at least his kid is safe from getting into too many fights… However, since they're his, it's likely that they're the one to start the fight.
— Unfortunately has to rely on his sparkling to get things from the top shelf. He's got a grimace while the sparkling is all smug about it.
Shockwave:
— Much like Soundwave, he is mostly indifferent to it. He doesn't even feel emotions to begin with, or so he claims. Shockwave thinks of this in a ‘pros & cons’ way. Logically.
— If you can pick him up, it's a miracle because he is a literal tank. He will be surprised and Shockwave will definitely be intrigued, he would want you on his examination table because that is not normal. While the slight fuzziness blooming in his spark is foreign, a part of him doesn't actually mind you carrying him at all. If anything, he finds it highly convenient because that means you can easily escort him out of an area quickly in a situation where he's severely injured himself.
— When it comes to what he really feels about it… he doesn't exactly like it. But it's mostly because he's not used it. However, once he does get used to it. He's going to be reading some or the other scientific journal as he's being piggy-back carried by you, it's a part of your exercise routine now.
— Shockwave, surprisingly, could have picked you up if he had both servos but unfortunately, he doesn't. If he did have both servos, he would be able to hoist you up for a while actually.
— One thing he does enjoy the most is the fact that this means he can make even more custom upgrades and mods for you since you might have a hard time finding any given you're not in any of the regular size classes. Shockwave enjoys making things for you.
— Also, this makes you the ideal lab assistant because you can just reach over and stretch to get things that Shockwave would need to walk and get. He likes that a lot.
— Now, the chances of Shockwave even having a sparkling is slim to none and if he did, 10/10 chance it was a lab accident. So things between the sparkling and him are already kind of awkward.
— He is very, very indifferent about his sparkling being taller than him at some point in their life, even if it's before they fully mature. If anything, he finds it to be an opportunity to study gigantism in Cybertronian sparklings. But a part of him, a very small part of him will miss the little hellspawn that would tinker around in his lab and mess with things. Mostly because he found it amusing. However, at least he doesn't need to clean up any messes in his lab anymore.
— I feel like Shockwave would stack up a ton of datapads on sparkling psychology and growth so he would be surprisingly prepared to deal with this.
Knockout:
— Knockout is foaming at the mouth, on all fours, optics popping out of his helm, howling at the moon, steaming from his vents and fanning himself. In short, he likes them strong and dangerous so out of everyone here, he is the happiest with an extremely tall s/o. He's got a thing for big and strong. Real heavy duty.
— Knockout would feel very, very cocky because his s/o is amazing and kinda scary in his optics and just like Starscream, it gives him scary dog privilege. Someone to run to if he messes up. I also feel like Knockout would be a flirtatious and smug iteration of a wife-guy. Someone could be talking about their partner and Knockout would go “Yeah but my s/o can-” *proceeds to say why you're better*
— Endless flirts directed at you as he's craning his helm up with a smirk to meet your gaze, Knockout doesn't mind. Besides, he's got something to soothe his neck at the med bay. So flirtatious, it'll get you absolutely flustered because you're basically the embodiment of his type.
— He's the happiest out of them all to be picked up. Public or not, Knockout really doesn't care. Hold him anyway you want to. He enjoys your servos on him, being in your embrace and the comfort of your EM field.
— Again, much like Starscream, he isn't going to even try and pick you up himself. He's happy in your servos. Knockout will let out a squeal just like Starscream if you sneak up on him though and he will give you a peace of his mind for that but he won't resist your embrace.
— Knockout having a sparkling is purely because he messed around a little too much and ended up having to be a parent.
— Knockout has absolutely no clue how to cope with his sparkling being bigger than him. He kinda can't even believe they're his internally for a moment because he does not have this sort of coding in any of his programming modules. Regardless, he would be trying his best and is actually pretty decent at taking care of a sparkling.
— He typically avoids sparklings but as a not really licensed medic, he's come across many so it's no big deal. But he does struggle at disciplining his sparkling. Knockout does miss it when they were just a tiny terror violently giggling, running around his medbay with all his tools in their little servos as the red race car had to chase them down while yelling at them. But now he’s breaking his neck here.
— If they're a land alt. then Knockout is def taking them racing and probably giving them tips on how they could move faster because since their frame is bigger, there's a huge chance they won't be able to move as fast as him.
whats up uh. person. i lowkirkenuinely NEED dick hcs w ur favs. im curious
𓏲ּ𝄢.ִֶָ𓂃 spike headcanons
ft. optimus, tarn, soundwave, shockwave and windblade
ougghhh anon, i loooove when ppl come into my inbox asking me to talk about my faves <3 u feed my soul!
optimus prime
Now this guy is the definition of BDE. He walks around knowing he’s wielding a weapon of mass destruction, but he’s humble about it. The first time you saw it, pulsing with light, bobbing between his legs at an outstanding 8 inches, with a girth you can only just about grab entirely, you were speechless. Its length is blue, with a red tip. There are two strips of biolights that run vertically on the underside.
Intimidating, but mouthwatering. He isn’t a Prime for nothing, after all. Don’t worry, he’ll make sure you’re prepped to take him.
tarn
He’s got a fat, chubby spike that bullies through your walls. His tip is thick and drags wonderfully against your most sensitive spots. He always needs to go through a lot of prep work to get you ready for him, otherwise your tightness practically chokes him. He has his digits and glossa squirming and scissoring inside you until you’re sobbing and begging for him to fuck you.
His pink biolight spiral down his black spike. It always looks so pretty when it’s lit up. Watching it slip in and out of you is addictive. It curves downwards and sits at roughly 6-7 inches.
soundwave
6 inches, perfectly sleek and efficient for your needs. It fits nicely in your hand, making it easy to pleasure every part of him. He knows how to use it, that’s for sure. It’s dark blue with yellow accents flickered up the length to make it look like a missile.
He’s also incredibly leaky. He dribbles prefluid all the time, he just can’t help it. He overloads more than anyone else on this list. It stands pretty straight, but sometimes droops downwards if he’s got a lot on his mind.
shockwave
Monster fuckers, come get y’all juice. If you’ve read my chemical desires series for Shockwave, you’ll already know what I’m about to say. This freak has his spike decked out with all the most mouthwatering features. Barbs, ribbed textures, a knotted base. It’s your personal toy, catered perfectly with you in mind.
It’s dark purple and without any biolights. He spares no centimetre for such decorations, not when the space could be better utilised with other features.
It’s thick, but your fingers do touch when you wrap your hand around it. He can adjust it accordingly (in line with what you need), but it’s naturally about 6.5 inches. It curves upwards, so he always knocks against your sweet spot when you’re in missionary.
Shockwave, logically, only sees his spike as a tool to please you. That’s all it does for him, anyway. So, he sees to it that it has every addition for you. He makes you cum in no time, and always strives to pull multiple orgasms from you each session.
windblade
Like the rest of her, it’s extraordinarily pretty. Another one that curves upwards, is about 7 inches in length and slender. It’s a cherry red, with blue centre panels that run parallel up the topside. The underside has strips of blue biolights which remain static. There are silver accents that separate the panels. She’s always polished and shiny, she takes a lot of pride in her spike and maintains it beautifully.
